บท 785: Theory of Souls

When she was in elementary school, she had watched a horror movie, and she was so badly spooked that she didn't sleep well for nearly a week. Ever since then, she hadn't watched another horror movie, all the way until she transmigrated.

If she were to personally live through a horror movie as the protagonist, you really might as well kill her now.

Still badly shaken, Bai Qingqing's countenance not only didn't improve after waking up, but it also became even paler now.

Curtis edged closer to her and flicked out his tongue to touch her face. "Are you very cold?"

Bai Qingqing shook her head numbly.

The blanket fell upon her legs when she shoved away Parker earlier. Wearing only a thin layer of animal skin clothing, the chilly air at this high altitude squirmed into her clothes continuously. Yet, she didn't feel cold; the only sensation she felt was a bone-piercing sense of horror.